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CHABACTEES. 



Lionel, Lover of Vinta. 

Lord Chancy Father of Vinta. 

Lathrop Wealthy Lord, on whom Lord Chancy looked 

with favor, and a Bigamist. 

Yinta Daughter of Lord Chancy. 

O'Shane Man servant at Crystal Palace. 

Fanny Lathrop Deserted wife of Lath op. 

Minnie Wife of Lathrop. 

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Lob f V llhans. 

Kiptie.. — Minnie in disguise. 



ACT ZE^IZRST. 



Scene — London. 
Scene — Parlor of Crystal Palace. Enters Lionel and Yinta. 



Lionel. By all that's bright, and fair, and glorious ; b} 7 all 
that earth contains to m'nister to the wants of man ; nay, even 
by Heaven itself will I render to thee what thou deservest, ialse 
one ; thou unto whom power is given to win the hearts of men, 
only to cast them aside as a child some toy when weary of 
pla} T ing ; or, the wind some leaf hurled aside for the time be- 
ing, then caught up at will and tossed about. No, I swear, 
it shall not be. 

Yinta. Calm thyself, dearest Lionel, thou art cruel, very, 
very cruel, to he «p thy wrath on me. 'Twas not my desire to 
wound thy sensitive Heart, and would to Heaven I could tear thy 
image fro n my heart. 

Lionel. Tear my image from thy heart, hast thou not done 
so already? Yes, and well nigh wrecked the hopes of him 
thou once professed to love so dearly. Now thou wouldst 
wish to rid thy memory of thy cruel deeds ; be forever freed 
from tortur'ng thoughts and still more from my presence. So, 
thou wouldst turn to some other and leave me to mourn, aye, 
to perish, without one loving smile. 

Vinta. 'Tis eno gh ; 'twas not my wish to b? so rudely 
torn from thee -'twas fate's decree. Thou say est 'tis my wish 
to rid my memory of thee, or my cruel deeds to thee, so 'tis my 



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FATE. 



wish. But not because I spurn thee or the love that thou dost 
offer me, but that I might find some peace, some rest for my 
sorrowing soul, and, Lionel, thou never loved me or thou 
could not treat me thus. 

Lionel. Oh! would to God, I could make thee feel how 
dear thou art to me, how deeply thine image is engraven in my 
heart, could I but make thee feel that every breath I draw is an 
inspiration from Heaven to seek thee, to break down the bar- 
rier that separates thou and me and clasp thee to my bosom, 
lay thy hand in mine and feel that all the powers ol the universe ] 
had not strength to separate two loving hearts, or fill their minds 
with fear. 

Vinta. My mind is filled with a vague fear already. The 
future seems filled with undefinable darkness — seems ove ; flow- 
ing with unsolved mysteries, and, look which way I may, I see 
naught but darkness, dreary, desolate darkness, not pierced 
with any brightness, save the thought that thou dost love me 
and that is scarcely comtort, knowing that we are doomed to 
p"rt, that thou in thy manhood will rise and rise higher and 
higher until the vision of the past grows dimmer and dimmer, 
fades away at last and with it the memory of Vinta, she whom 
thou sayest loves thee not, or any, unless it be to spurn the love 
they offer her. 'Tis bitter — bitter ihus to hear such words 
from thee, but thou has spoken, and no matter how kindly thou 
dost treat me in the future, and though I may forgive, vet will 
thy words still be retained in my memory, still press heavily 
against heart and brain. 

Enter O'Shane. 

O'Shane. Who hasn't got any heart and brain? Miss Vin- 
ta, faith an' here's the bigge«t heart and brain ye iver saw; J 
yis mum, the docter held a post mortem examination and said/ r , 
me heart was enlarged almost to the exclusion of m> stomach, \ 
and for a man that is very remarkable, as in the ordinary make- 
up the stomach scarcely leaves room for any other ingredient. 
And me brain — well, the fact is, I niver wint to school much on 
account of it ; for fear it would expand and cause an explosion. 

Lionel. But, O'Shane, brains are not counted great by the 
quantity as much as by the quality. 

Oshane. Faith an' I don't belave that nather. 

Lionel. Don't believe that? 

O'Shane. Not for siveral reasons I don't, but I'll not expla'n 
this time — faith an' wha''s the matter, Miss Vinta ; You look 
so sad like, 'most as sad an' sorry as mesilf when I wanted 
Kathleen to be my wife, and she said, no, that she was getting 



FATE. 5 

two dollars a week an' that was bether than she could do if she 
married me. An', says I, Kathleen, I've got a great big heart 
toofFer ye, if I haven't so much money. Yes, says she, but the 
reason for that is because you have the heartache so much wish- 
ing for money. An', says she, it don't matter so much about 
the size of the heart for that don't show, but money shows, an', 
says she, O'Shane, ye jist keep youi heart an' I'll take the mon- 
ey. An' I jist sank down so sad like an' thought, what does a 
big heart or brain amount to if ye haven't any money. 

Vinta. 'Tis too bad, O'Shane — but leave me now, I wish to 
be alone. 

O'Shane. Yis, but ye won't be alone long, for I heard Mr. 
Lathrop say he was comin' down shortly. [Vinta startled.] 

Lionel. So I'm to yield my treasure into other hands. To 
give ud all the world holds dear to me that another may enjoy 
thy presence, bask in the sunshine of thy smiles. Great God, 
help me to bear all this. Oh, Vinta! thcu art cruel, cruel, but, 
Yinta, say, oh, say, that sometime thou wilt be mine and I will 
patiently wait. Say that at some future time I may come to 
thee. 

Vinta. Nay, Lionel, our paths diverge henceforth and for- 
ever. 

Lionel. Then, Vinta, fare thee well, I leave thee. But re- 
member, i shall always love and hate thee. Love thee, because 
of a power I cannot control. Hate thee, because thou art so 
cruel. [Exit.] 



ACT SIEOOIbTID. 



Scene — A Room in Crystal Palace. 

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Enter Lord Chancy. 

L. Chancy. Vint-, why art thou so melancholy? Cheer 
up, for thy prospects were never more nattering ihan at this 
time. 

Vinta. Never were they so dark and unfathomable to me. 

L. Chancy. Lathrop will be here soon to claim thie as his 
bride. Then, wealth, love, position and all that the world can 
give will be thine. Thou wilt be the envy of all thy set. 

Vinta. Naj-, father, talk not thus to me, for my hand shall 
never £0 where my heart camot. 

L. Chancy. Then will I banish thee from my mind and 
heart. Leave thee dowerless to battle with the world. Leave 



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thee to find what solace thou canst in poverty and disgrace, for, 
bv Heavens, I swear no child of mine can disobey my w r ish, 
thwart my plans and still be a child of mine, so, fare thee well 
for all time. I leave thee to thine own sweet reflections. [Exit.] 
Yinta. Oh, Heavens! have mercy on my poor, throbbing 
heart, guide and direct me in this dark hour. Forsaken by he 
whom my infant lips were first taught to murmur the name of 
father ; called heartless and cruel by he whom I love better 
than my own life. And persecuted by one on whom I can 
never bestow any favor ; and he coming. What can I say? 
Other than what I've already said, that I cannct, wi 1 not wed 
such as he? A thousand times hau I rather be laid in my grave 
than stand beside the altar and speak those solemn words of 
constancy that bind for all eternity, (and from which there is no 
escape but disgrace or death) and feel that I was uttering a lie, 
that lips and heart could never speak or beat in unison or har- 
mony, those words that mean so much. No, no! 'tis better I 
should suffer alone, without friends or kin, than make the sac- 
rifice, bear the censure of the whole world. 'Tis better, far 

better. 

Enter O' Shane. 

O'Shane. What's that she is saying? bear the censure of the 
whole world? No, indeed, ye won't while O'Shane lives with 
his great big heart. That all belongs to thee since K ithieen 
took money instead. No! ye won't bear the censure of the 
whole world, for I'll jist slip around 'mongst them as fast as I 
can and whisper a good word for y<\ and it will be, "bread cast 
.,n th.^ waters will return alter many days." [Aside.] Oh! how 
sweet she looks, if it wasn't a breach of etiquette I'd like to 
steal just one kiss, sure now I would. I'd rather have it than 
money, sure 1 would now . 

Vinta. What a dear, good soul — would there w r ere more 
such hearts in 'his world as thine. So honest, so true, so self- 
sacrificing. Would I could imitate thee ; would I could feel 
jovous and happy as in days past, when e'en the stars in Heaven 
looked not brighter than did my pathway, but maybe the dark 
veil will be rent sometime and a brighter light shine for me. 

[Exit.] 

Enter Lathrop. 

Lathrop. Good evening, O'Shane. 
O'Shane. Good evening, Mr Lathrop, be seat *d. 
Lathrop. This is a beautiful moonlight evening? 
O'Shane. Is it? (Faith and I thought it was the diamond 
on his bosom made things look so bright. It looks in size 



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xery much like the moon.) Faith, and how's „yer folks; Mr. 
Lathrop ? 

Lathrop. Folks? Why, my good man, I've no kin. 

O'Shane. Indeed, an' I heard you were married, or go- 
ng to be soon. 

Lathrop. Yes, going to be soon, if my pretty bird will come 
:o time. 

O'Shane. Faith, an' who is the bird ye spake of? 

Lathrop. Vinta. 

O'Shane. No, ye don't. 

Lathroh. Don't what, O'Shane? 

O'Shane. Oh, I was thinking aloud. Mr. Lathrop, here 
s a stereoscope and views of all the criminals wanted by the 
aw. Ye can amuse yerself by looking at them, till Vinta 
3om_s ; oh, yes! Mr. Lathrop, one looks very much like ye 
see? [holding up the picture.] Aside. (Faith and I believe it 
is he.) [Exit.] 

Lathrop. Great Heavens, can it be my secret is known? 
Rising.] That officers are already on my track? What shall 
[do? If V T inta would only consent to be mine, we could fly ; 
:ould escape to some foreign clime, live a quiet lite and defy 
the law. But she is so obstinate, so willful ; will not yield to 
my wish. But something must be done — shall be done ; for, 
by the stars that glimmer in yon firmament, I will not be 
thwarted. I shall not yield my treasure thus. 

Enter Vinta. 

Yinta. You here, Mr. Lathrop? You surprised me. 
' Aside.) Yes, more surprised, than delighted me, 

Latheop. Yes, Yinta, I come to claim thee. It is thy 
father's dearest wish, the idol of his dreams that thou should 
be my bride. 

Vinta. But, I cannot, I cannot, e'en though it be the desire 
Dt he whom once claimed the title of father to me, but now, no 
more. 

Lathrop. Now, no more ; what meanest thou? 

Yinta. That my father has forsaken ire. 

Lathrop. What, refuse to become my w fe? break thy 
father's heart by not yielding to his desire? Then, by the Gods, 
thou shalt be mine. Come! fly with me e'er it be forever too 
late. 

Yinta, Nay, nay, I will not, for I do not love thee. My 
beart throbs not with joy at thy coming, or my eye brighten at 
the sound of thy footsteps. Sooner would I wander in desert 



8 FATE. 

lands, far from all who ever knew me, than be thy bride and 
live a lie. 

Lathrop. But thou shalt be — by all that's great, I swear it! 

Yinta. Heaven help me, take me from the power of this 
wicked man. He un^o whom love and honor are as naught, 
compared with his wicked, mighty will. Oh! will no one save 
me from this awful fate that seems pending. 

Enter O'Shane. 

O'Shane. Yis, Miss Vinta, ye jist remember this big heart 
and brain of mine that are workin' together for yer gocd, since 
Kathleen took the money inrtead, oh! it makes me sad to think 
of it. I'll help ye, sure now 1 will* as sure as my name is O'- 
Shane. (Aside. Faith, an' I'd like to stale ji~t one kiss, she 
looks so swate.) Oh! Kathleen, why were you so mercenary? 
"Why weren't ye swate like Miss Vinta? But that's the way 
with Irish, nice to look at, but deceitful as ignus fatus. Yis, 
Miss Yinta, I'll rid ye ot this burden, sure now I will. 

Lathrop. What's that you were saying? 

O'Shane. Oh, Mr. Lathrop, nothing. Sure an I was only 
dhraming alond. Mr. Lathrop, some one at the door to see 
you. 

Lathrop. What's wa ted? 

O'Shane. A letter for ye. 

Laterop. A letter for me; who can it be from. 

(Reads.) Central House, June, 1S84. 

My dear husband: I await your arrival; am very anxious 
to have you come to me. Not hearing from you in so Jong a 
time I came in search of you, thinking something might have 
happened. Come immediately. 

Fanny Lathrop. 

Lathrop. So she has hunted me down at last ; come to 
frustrate all my plans. Great God, what can I do. Oh, I have 
it! I'll just write her a letter, that's my plan. O'Shane, bring 
me paper, pen and ink, if you please. 

(Writes.) Crystal Palace, June, 1884. 

^ Madam: So you come to me again. I thought I was well 
rid of you, but it seems not. I make you one more offer: Will 
g"ve you two hundred pounds to leave the city quietly. If you 
refuse will denounce > ou an im poster and blackmailer and cause 
your arrest, for no one in the city will credit the story of your 
being my wife, and you have no proof. Accept these terms 
and all will be well. (Rising.) Refuse and suffer the conse- 
quences. Yes, that will do. (To messenger.) Deliver im- 
mediately. 



FATE. 9 

O'Shane. Mr. Lathrop, what's the matter. 

Lathrop. Oh! another chance for Christain charity, now 
for the papers. 

O'Shane. (.Messenger at door.) Miss Vinta, a letter for ye. 
(Hands her the letter. She reads.) 

Vinta. Another application for lady's maid. 0"Shane, 
what kind of a looking personage is she? 

O'Shane. Oh! Miss Vinta, purtv ;s a rose in June, before 
some inject creature has destroyed the heart. 

VintA. Show her in. 

(O'Shane exit. Recurns with the new maid.) 

Vinta. 1 have concluded to take you on trial, so consider 
this your home. 

Maid. Oh, thank you, thank you! It will be such a com- 
fort tor me to assist ye. (Glancing at Lathrop, exit.) 

Lathrop. (Crossi g the room.) Miss Vmta, darling, hast 
thou made up thy mind to becore my wile. 

Vinta. No, Mr. Lathrop, and repeat what I've already 
said, that I cannot, will not be thy wile, for I do not love thee, 
my heart yearns lor other than thee. And would to Heaven 
thou might be persuaded to leave me and this house, forever. 

Lathrop. Oh, my pretty one, the tatetf otherwise decree. 

Vinta. Oh, Lionel, Lionel! 'tis thee I love. O'Shane, you 
remain in while I walk in the garden. 

Lathrop. (Rising.) Shall I accompany thee? 

Vint A. No, no! a thousand times no. [Exit.] 

Lathrop. Ah! independent, very; but that will wear away 
Constant diipping wears a stone. 

O'Shane. She tould me to remain heie. Sure an' I'll stick 
as close as the sun does to the Heavens. Yis, for 1 belave he'd 
(pointing to Lathrop) steal the gilt off the wall paper if he 
wasn't watched. Didn't Miss Vinta look swate though when 
she wint out? How 1 wish Kathleen had liked hearts and gar- 
dens and sich things bether that money. But that's the way 
with the Irish. 

Enter KlTTY. 

Kitty. Indeed, and where is me mistress? (Lathrop 
starts at sight of her face.) 

O'Shane. What ivould ye be afther knowing Kitty? 

Kitty. Just wanted to know where me lady was. 

O'Shaxr. Faith, an' she jist went out in the garden for a 
bit of a walk among the roses. Indeed, Miss Kitty, ti' she 
nades it too, for she, like mesilf, has had lots of trouble. 

Kitty. Were hearts made to ache? 



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O'Shane. Kitty, does ye iver have the heart ache? 

Kitty. I will if I stay around this house long. 

O'Shane. Wonder it she means that she is getting to like 
me? I never spoke one word of love to her. Never to any 
girl since Kathleen tould me to kape me heart an' she'd take 
the money. Sure now that was hard. 

O'Shane. Kitty, were ye iver married? 

Kitty. Yes; no — why, O'Shane, what a question to ask 
the liker of me. [Aside Oh! I wonder if he suspects any- 
thing?] 

O'Shane. Where's Mr. Lathrop? 

Kitty. Ilewint out some time ago. 

O'Shane. Kitty, how does ye like Mr. Lathrop? 

Kitty. I would net .ike to say — have ot been here long. 

O'Shane. Well, the fact of it is, Miss Kitty, I think he's a 
brick, and burned pretty hard, at that. 

Kitty. [Reclining.] O'Shane, bring me some camphor, 
quick, my head is bursting. ^O'Shane exit ) 

Kitty. Oh, Heavens! why did I come here? Here only 
to find the man that is my lawful husband; the man that led me 
to the altar, only two short years ago and spoke such words of 
constancy and love to me; here trying to win Miss Yinta for his 
wife. Yes; before my very eyes. Oh! my heart will break. 
No, it must not be. I will save her at ail hazards trom be- 
coming his wife. Oh, Lathrop! why did you deceive me thus? 
I who loved thee so well and deemed thee not guilty of such 
perfidy. But they must not suspect me. 1 must save Miss 
Yinta and bring him to justice. Oh, dear; oh, dear! 

Enter O'Shane. 

O'Shane. Miss Kitty, don't groan like that or ye'll scare 
the life out of me, tor my heart is enlarged, and when it beats 
so fast it almost upsets me. Sure now, Hiss Kitty, what can 
I do for ye? 

Kitty. Bathe my head with camphor. 

O'Shane. Faith an' my nerves are all in a quiver. Sure 
an* 1 feel so queer a-rubbin' Miss Kitty's head. I belave I'm 
goin' crazy. 



ACT THIED. 
Scene First — Garden. 



Enter Lathrop and Yi loans. 



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Lathrop. What" are yonr terms. 

Yillians. One hundred pounds a-piece. 

Lathrop. Good. Be on hand tomorrow evening and we 
will find a cage for the bird that she cannot escape from very 
soon. Remember, eight o'clock sharp. 

Yillians. Yes, Yes! 



Scene Second. — Garden, Crystal Palace. 



Enter Vinta. 

Yinta. All looks cheerful anu bright; the air is filled with 
sweetness; the stars shine ever so brightly. All the darkness 
— comes from my own soul. Oh! if Lionel would only come 
to me. Could I once more look in his dear lace it would be 
such a comfort. Alas; 'tis hard, 'tis hard. [Resting in a seat 
and dropping her head on her hand. Is startled s:,on by the 
sound of footsteps.] 

Yinta. What, you here, Mr. Lathrop, why didst thou 
come? I thought to be alone. Art thou not satisfied with my 
answer, but must persecute me still? 

m Lathrop. To seek thee, my pretty one. W hat other pur- 
pose c /uld I have but that? and tell thee that this night thou 
shalt be mine, bv lair means or foul. 

Vinta. Oh, Heaven, save me! 

Lathrop. Bv fair, it thou see'st fie to yield peacefully to 
my wish — foul, if thou dost refuse. 

Yinta. (Rising) Then I defy thee, for I will not be thy 
wife. 

Lathrop. Don't run oft" like that; oh, no! 

Vinta. Help! Help! Murder! 

O'Shane. Yis, Miss Yinta, I'm here with this big heart. 
Sure, I'm a cousin to Sullivan that can knock any of ye down, 
sure now I am. 

Lionel. Villain, what would'st thou do. (Turning to 
Vinta.) At last, darling, I come to thee. (Yinta faints in Ins 
arms.) 

CTTIRT.iL.IItT- 



act iFOTTiR/m 



Scene First — Drawing Eoo.n, Crystal Palace. 



Enter Vinta. 
Vinta. What a miraculas escape. Even now my mind 



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cannot dwell on the scene without horror. V\ hy, what's this! 
A letter for me? That's strange. From Kitt> . too: 

"Miss Vinta: Have deceived thee; am not Kitty, the Irish 
girl, but Mr. Lathrop's lawful wife. He lef: me almost two years 
ago and not hearing from him I was in great need of money so 
came here and to my horror soon found I was living under the 
same roof with my lawful husband and that he was trying to 
win thy hand. I have full proof of our marriage; I was deter- 
mined to save thee. Believe me, this ib trU \ 

Minnie Lathrop." 

Yinta. Yes, why should I not believe thee, noble girl? 
Thou hast suffered too, even as I have suffered. Oh! the deep- 
dyed villain! Oh, father, it thou only knew what thy child has 
suffered and escaped from thou wou d'st not curse her. 



Scene Second — Street. 



Enter Loud Chancy. 

Lord Chancy. Oh, now I've repented, yes, sadly repent- 
ed cursing my only child. Oh, Vinta, if thou hast suffered so 
have I. If I eould only be with thee once more. 

Enter 0\Shank. 

O'Shane. Lord Chancey! 

Lord Chancy. O'Shane! Yes, it is I. 1\U me where is 
Vinta, pray? 

O'Shane. Jist where you left her — as purty as iver. Lionel 
returned ; about to be married ; Lathrop proved a villian. Sure 
now, he is ; I felt it all the time. 

Lord Chancy. Take me to her. 

O'Shane. Sure now I will, without delay. 



Scene Third. — A Room, Crystal Palace. 



Lathrop. So I've come to wearing bracelets with a pretty 
chain ; well this is an episode, truly ; but I was playing rather 
a risky game ; that of having two wives and trying to get an- 
other ; so, if the right card didn't turn trump no one is to blame 
but 1. Well, I'll take a smoke and await fate's decree. (Mes- 
senger brings a letter.) A letter? Well, now, who thinks of 
me. Ah! so Fanny's dead. Died of a broken heart. That's 
queer. Just ab ,ut as pleasant, tho gh, ls to have to sing, "in 
the prison ceil I sit," &c. So; happily rid of wife No. 2; fate's 
decree. 



FATE. 13 

Enter Lionel and O'Bhane. 

Lionel. Mr. Lathrop, we have come to otter thee conditions. 
Kitty says she is not Kitty, but Minnie Lathrop, thy lawful 
wife, and loves thee dearly, and has full proof of her marriage. 
So, if thou are willing to claim her as thy wife, all Will be well. 
If not, otfto prison thou must go. Which wilt thou do? 

Lathrop. Verily, this is a rubber. Ot the two evils I'll 
choose the least — take Minnie instead cf prison fare; for her 
pa's rich. (Aside. Good bye, Vinta, I wish thee well. I'm 
not so bad after all, only one wife.) 

.Lionel So that is thy decision? 

Lathrop. It is. 

O' Shane. (Aside.) I knew I'd git away with ye. 



Scene Fourth — Parlor, Crystal Palace. 



Enter Lord Chancy and O'Shane, 



Enter Vinta. 

Vinta. Mv dear, dear father, thou forgivest me? 

Lord Chancy. Yes, my child, I fully and freely forgive 
thee, and humbly ask thy forgiveness for Irving to compel thee 
to wed one thou didst not love. Heaven was wiser than I and 
kept thee for a better fate. 

( )'Shane. There, Miss Vinta, faith an' I tould ye I'd help ye. 

Vinta. Yes, O'Shane, thou art a dear, kind friend and thou 

shalt be rewarded. 

Enter Lionel. 

Vinta. Lionel, at last I have the lull and free consent of 
father to be thy wife. I could not think of weduing thee with- 
out, and since he learned how near he came to wrecking my 
life by compelling me to wed Lathrop, he fully forgave me for 
disobeying his wishes. Dear Lionel, thou hast suffered too. 

Lionel. Ave, more than thou ever dreamest. I traveled 
in hopes that* a change might cheer and comfort me, but 'twas 
of no avail. But heaven has seen lit to restore us to each other 
and we will bury the past in the brightness of the future. You 
will (a kiss) forgive those cruel words I spoke to thee so long 
ago?. 

Vinta. Yes, dear Lionel, never speak of them more. 
Enter Lathrop and Kitty. 

Lathrop. We have come to say good bye before we sail 
for America. 

Lord Chancy. When wilt thou sail? 






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Lathrop. Tomorrow morning. 

Lord Chancy. Then remain with us this evening, and 
since we are all united once more, let's all arise and join hands. 

O'Shane. Faith an' they have all found a heart but me. 
Mine is very large, but Kathleen took money instead. Sure, 
an' that's the way with the Irish — purty to look at, but decate- 
ful as ignis fatus. Lord Chancv is very nice, but I'd rather 



ye 
me hand, and see if isn't Irish. 



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